Sunday, June 21, 2009

I feel bad Eric got the fuzzy end of the lollipop on this Father's Day. Mommy got some sort of stomach flu bug yesterday, and has spent some Signficant time this weekend in the bathroom. I usually like to make Eric breakfast on Father's Day, but as food was not appealing in actuality or in theory, so Eric had to make his own breakfast...and lunch. I didn't even get to wrap Eric's presents, I felt too crummy. I just pulled them out of the car. Chris and Sam each got Daddy a new running shoe (1 shoe from each child to make a pair). Eric wanted to try them on, but he had to fight Chris for them, Chris wanted to put them on and go around the house. Silly goose. I didn't feel good enough to go to church today, which was a bummer, because Eric was guest singing with the Contemporary Band, and they were going to do My Father's House.

So I had to miss it. Apparently they did well, but I'm not surprised. Sam and I spent the morning with me trying desperately to nap. And failing. Pretty much as soon as Eric and Chris got back from church, they had lunch, and I went to bed. I got a good hour nap there, while Sam was awake, then again later we threw Sam in the swing and he slept. After naps, Eric and Chris drove down to my Dad's for Father's Day festivities. Which Sam and I missed. Sam spent half that time asleep on my chest. He'd scream out, want fed, then conk out on me. This afternoon he's been a cuddlebug, and I feel bad that Daddy had to miss it. But Daddy got to play with Chris.

Every year I take a picture of Eric on Father's Day. This was last year's shot.

How much more awesome is this year! We have been super blessed with our new addition, Samuel. Between Chris and Sam, even a crummy Father's Day is still a good Father's Day.